"Ok I think that's a wrap guys, we'll upload it at midnight," the man behind the camera, a faceless employee of BigHit to you, said.
You and Namjoon both sighed in relief, letting a breath go that you hadn't even realised you'd been holding. Your hand was clammy, intertwined in his own, your fingers locked. You squeezed a little in reassurance as you looked over to who you could now officially call your boyfriend. The past week had been hellish.
It started with Namjoon getting on the first plane home. The rest of BTS followed when they could, but they weren't in a rush in comparison to their leader. RM was the priority here. All promotions were cancelled, and all social medias went silent, even BigHit's twitter, apart from one tweet saying an announcement would be made soon.
And so, after a week of coaching, came a small video log of you and Namjoon announcing your relationship publicly and explaining how apprehensive you both were on the announcement due to possible backlash. You both condemned the actions of James Corden and then explained what would be happening to BTS in the future, and what this meant for their promotions right now.
Namjoon himself had made the decision to specifically have you in the video in fear of more rumours spreading, as well as him needing the support. He made sure to be clear that he would be having a short hiatus as he worked this whole thing out and if BTS were to go back promoting in America, it would be without him for the time being.
You smiled at him in reassurance, him returning it only weakly. You could tell he needed to get out of the studio lights as soon as possible, "Should we go?" You asked quietly. He nodded in response. And so, you both left the BigHit as soon as you could, smiling and thanking everyone involved as you walked out.
Unfortunately for you, you had had to move apartments after realising basically everyone knew where you lived since those photos had leaked. The scandal had also caused you to lose your job due to no laws protecting you from such treatment in Korea. However, despite your searching for a new apartment, nothing suitable for your price range had come up yet (as much as Namjoon insisted he could pay your rent for you, you refused outright), meaning you were forced (in a way) to live in the dorms with Namjoon in his room.
This wouldn't be so bad if there wasn't so much strain on your relationship, but the tension between you didn't necessarily make things comfortable. BigHit had been courteous and had moved another bed into Namjoon's room as per your request, there was enough room for it anyway, so it wasn't that much of a big deal. It just felt odd not sleeping next to him though, especially since you were sleeping merely metres apart.
As you returned to your shared room now, you flopped backwards on to your bed, dropping your bag to the side in the process.
"Home sweet home," you sighed.
Namjoon followed you in and placed his bag on his desk, fiddling with something, avoiding facing you.
"Namjoon?"
"Hmm?" He hummed.
"Come here," you said softly.
He turned at this, ready to say no and insist he had work to be doing, but as soon as he saw your pout and arms wide open for him, he couldn't help but smile. He looked down sheepishly before taking the few strides over to lie down next to you for the cuddle you were waiting for.
He rolled over and wrapped his arms around your waist, burying his face in your chest as you pulled him closer with your own arms. You soon felt him hum something against you.
"Sorry, what was that?"
"I'm sorry about this whole mess," He apologised.
"Joon, that's the fifth time today. I've told you, you don't need to apologise, there's nothing you could have done differently," You comforted.
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커피 | Namjoon x Male!Reader | RM BTS
Fanfiction(Y/N) was just a barista in London trying to get by after moving back in with his parents after he had graduated University. So when a handsome foreigner steps in with his friend, it's the highlight of his day. And when that handsome stranger makes...
